Doulton’s Shakespeare: A Tasting Note in 5 Acts
Act I scene 5
“Thus we play the fools with the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us.”
Henry IV, Part 2, Act II scene 2
I’m really struggling today. Last night I found out that a friend in New Orleans was murdered. So I find myself wallowing in this tea today. I picked this tea because rum is reminiscent of Hurricanes and I don’t have real alcohol on hand (that’d be a bad thing right now). Please keep in mind that a subjective tea review from me today is nearly impossible. And know that Falstaff came to mind because Jeremy had been a wonderful comedian and to me he died offstage. That’s where the similarities between Falstaff and my friend end. Jeremy was a wonderful father, husband, and friend.
Enter Falstaff stage right. I opened the packet and was hit by a truly heady mix of rum, coconut, and even strawberries. I thought it might be too arrogant of a tea, but the steeping calmed it down a bit. It lived up to its boasting.
The scent of the tea is decadent. The “cream flavors” come out (to me it seems like vanilla soy milk) and all the flavors really dance around in my mouth. I can’t tell what black tea it is, but my guess would be Ceylon because I catch that light sweetness on my tongue that I associate with that particular tea. I did two successful steeps and then added another teaspoon and steeped it again. Right now the cup smells like a light strawberry cake frosting. Bizarre, but true. The aftertaste is really pleasant and I find myself taking fewer sips so that I can appreciate it more. I plan on steeping the hell outta this one today and I do believe that it shall become a permanent tea in my cabinet. NE